这时收音机里专辑已经循环到了《 Brain Damage 》

The lunatic is on the grass

The lunatic is on the grass

Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs

Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall

The lunatics are in my hall

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And everyday the paperboy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dark for bodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head

The lunatic is in my head

You raise the blade, you make the change

You re-arrange me till I'm sane

You lock the door

And throw away the key

There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts , thunder in you rear

You shout and no one seems to hear

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

随着Roger Waters的声音，不知道为什么，我的眼睛里已经蓄满泪水。

我想起了这张专辑致敬的那个人，Syd Barrett.他与西里斯同样黑色卷发，年轻英俊，曾经如同最闪耀的钻石，却一度毁于疯狂，毁于LSD.

我看着他，他也看着我，绿眼睛对着灰眼睛，我不知道是不是我眼中的怜悯触动了他，他的灰眼睛里也搅动着比窗外还要猛烈的狂风暴雨。

“我见证这一代最杰出的头脑毁于疯狂。”我低声念道。

西里斯的瞳孔如同跳跃的烛火一样剧烈抖动。

所有的爱与恨都一起湮灭。

现在循环到了最后一首《Eclipse》

All that you touch

All that you see

All that you taste

All that you feel

All that you love

All that you hate

All you distrust

All that you save

All that you give

All that you deal

All that you buy

beg, borrow or steal

All you create

All you destroy

All that you do

All that you say

All that you eat

every one you meet

All that you slight

everyone you fight

All that is now

All that is gone

All that's to come

and everything under the sun is in tune

but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

我们两一动不动，在整首歌播放的2分钟内，我们都在对视，歌曲最后的心跳声与我的心跳声重叠在一起。

我感觉整个世界都在疯狂地，加速地旋转。

然后，我在末尾的歌声中，一头倒在了他的怀里。

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.